Coldness in everything. It comes from a long way off; it gets into everything. One must get out of the way before it rea — Christa Wolf, The Quest for Christa T.
Coldness in everything. It comes from a long way off; it gets into everything. One must get out of the way before it rea — Christa Wolf, The Quest for Christa T.
Coldness in everything. It comes from a long way off; it gets into everything. One must get out of the way before it rea — Christa Wolf, The Quest for Christa T.
Coldness in everything. It comes from a long way off; it gets into everything. One must get out of the way before it rea — Christa Wolf, The Quest for Christa T.
Coldness in everything. It comes from a long way off; it gets into everything. One must get out of the way before it rea — Christa Wolf, The Quest for Christa T.
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Coldness in everything. It comes from a long way off; it gets into everything. One must get out of the way before it reaches the core. If it does that, one won't feel even the coldness any more. Do you see what I mean?

— Christa Wolf, The Quest for Christa T.
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